:11:00
Uh-oh.
:11:57
I had landed myself in the driveway
of some big mansion...
:12:01
that looked run-down and deserted.
:12:04
At the end of the drive
was a lovely sight indeed--
:12:07
a great big empty garage
just standing there going to waste.
:12:12
A perfect place to stash a limping
car with a hot license number.
:12:26
There was another occupant
in that garage--
:12:29
an enormous,
foreign-built automobile.
:12:32
It must have burned up
ten gallons to a mile.
:12:36
It had a 1 932 license.
:12:39
I figured that's when the owners
had moved out.
:12:43
And I also figured that I couldn't
go back to my apartment...
:12:45
now that those bloodhounds
were onto me.
:12:48
The idea was to get to Artie Green 's
and stay there...
:12:51
until I could make that bus
for Ohio.
:12:53
Once back in Dayton, I'd drop the
credit boys a picture postcard...
:12:57
telling them where to pick up
the jalopy.